America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Just as Chen Jianqiu was handing over the design brief to Browning, a horse galloped from the direction of the town.

The person who came was Sean, the postmaster of Roswell Township.

The black man stopped his horse in front of Chen Jianqiu and jumped off his horse.

He handed a letter into Chen Jianqiu's hand.

The appearance of this letter looks quite elegant. It is sealed tightly with wax and has a red stamp on it.

Chen Jianqiu recognized this stamp.

The pattern above is the crest of the Astor family.

Although these families in the United States only have a history of more than a hundred years at most.

In the eyes of the real aristocrats in Europe, they were just a bunch of upstarts with no background.

But these American upstarts have never belittled themselves.

The corn seemed to have had enough to eat and drink, so it flew back and hovered above their heads.

The cabin is surrounded by a fence. Inside the fence, you can vaguely see a small number of sheep.

The three men rode northward for more than half an hour.

The gun in the woman's hand went off.

On a mound not far away, a slope rat was standing on its two hind legs, stretching its neck and staring at Sean.

But he found that Chen Jianqiu and Feiniao were studying the map.

"Are you homesick?" Chen Jianqiu walked to Feiniao's side and asked.

Two days later, Chen Jianqiu took Feiniao and Sean on the train heading north.

But there was no longer a Sioux to be seen nearby.

From New Mexico to Dakota, it basically passes through the entire United States from south to north.

Wait until Chen Jianqiu and the others arrive at Brak Mountain.

The grassland at the foot of the mountain is still green and endless.

In the letter, Astor said that a friend of his had encountered some trouble in the Dakota area and hoped that Chen Jianqiu's Border Detective Agency would provide some help.

The black man raised his bolt-action rifle and took aim at the hill rat.

While Chen Jianqiu was watching, he was wondering which branch was closer.

However, the corn didn't mean anything to him. He carried the prey and disappeared without a trace. He didn't know where to go to enjoy its dinner.

couple?

There are no roads or traces of people in this damn place.

Chen Jianqiu collected the letter and stuffed it into his pocket:

"Let's go to Dakota."

Chen Jianqiu looked at the map carefully under the setting sun, and then looked up at the surrounding landforms.

"Master is out?" Sean tilted his head, "How about we go in and take a look."

"Let's go and ask for directions and see if we can borrow a place to stay or something." Chen Jianqiu said to the two people behind him.

"Boss, we can't seem to find our location." Feiniao looked at the map with a headache.

Browning was still pulling out his few hair, and the others were testing the guns on the table. Only the bird's eyes were looking in the north direction.

"Let's go north first." Chen Jianqiu put away the map, "Find a place to spend the night and prepare dinner on the way."

A woman who looked to be in her thirties appeared at the door holding a gun.

In the few years by Chen Jianqiu's side, Feiniao has grown a lot.

However, just as they were about to drive their horses into the pasture and approach the two cabins.

When he stood up again, the sadness was gone from his face.

Chen Jianqiu opened the envelope and began to read the letter carefully.

The Indians called it "bad land", meaning it was extremely desolate and impossible to cultivate.

Suddenly I heard an eagle whistle in the air.

The three people got off the train at Pierre, then got on their horses and headed towards the Braque Mountains.

Feiniao withdrew his gaze and nodded:

"Well, every spring, wildflowers bloom all over the grasslands under Black Mountain."

This is now a gold digger's paradise.

"We can pay you." Sean put his hand into his clothes to take out the money and took two steps forward.

Just when he was about to shoot, a huge black shadow swooped down from mid-air and killed the poor little bird with one claw.

"Boss, why don't we bring more people there?"

Chen Jianqiu looked in the direction Xiao En pointed.

An old man stood in the window, also pointing a gun at them, looking like an old dog.

The door to one of them opened with a bang.

The sky is getting dark.

After reading the letter, Chen Jianqiu raised his head.

Hani Peak is still towering into the clouds.

At the same time, the window of another house was also opened.

However, the price is that the young man will never cry again.

"Stay away from my ranch!"

"Don't go into the mountain. It will make you sad if you go in." Chen Jianqiu looked at Feiniao and said to him sincerely.

The surrounding scenery gradually changed from grasslands, forests, and mountains to hills, valleys, and exposed mounds of soil.

At least, there are patches of green pasture here.

Sean climbed off the horse and tried to clear up the misunderstanding.

"You damn bird! Steal my prey again!" Sean raised his gun and protested loudly at the corn in the sky.

But when he saw the name of Astor's friend, the corners of his mouth began to curl up slightly.

He could only roughly judge his current location, which should be not far from his destination - Shepherd Town.

Chen Jianqiu was still looking at the ranch.

There is no other place to hide people here. It seems that there are really only these two people in the ranch.

"Is there anyone there?" Chen Jianqiu shouted loudly.

Chen Jianqiu did not recruit people from the detective agency this time, nor did he bring anyone from the Long Xiang Group.

But for Chen Jianqiu, who lives in the Chihuahuan Desert all year round, this is nothing.

In the West, he was used to this kind of greeting.

"boom!"

Many other tribes, like the flying bird tribe, were destroyed.

This slope rat looks very fat.

There was silence in the pasture, only the sheep stared at them in a low-key manner.

Going further north, you will enter North Dakota.

Asuka knelt on the lawn and bowed in the direction of the mountain.

However, the woman has no intention of letting down her guard at all:

"No! We don't provide accommodation here!" Her voice sounded like a broken gong, which sounded very harsh. "Get as far as you can?"

But still no one answered.

"Let's go." Chen Jianqiu turned around and walked towards his horse, "If we go further north, maybe you can meet an old friend."

"The funds are not enough." Chen Jianqiu gave another reason that seemed reasonable but completely unreasonable. "In addition, if you have more problems, you will not receive your salary next month."

"Hey, boss, our dinner was taken away by corn!" Sean turned his head and wanted to complain to Chen Jianqiu.

"Is anyone there?" Chen Jianqiu raised his voice this time.

The train entered Colorado from New Mexico, then passed through Colorado and Wyoming from south to north, and entered the Dakota region.

Although the Indians won the Battle of the Little Bighorn ten years ago, this did not prevent the federal army from occupying this sacred mountain.

She raised her gun, pointed it at the three people outside the ranch, and shouted at them:

Chen Jianqiu was riding on his horse, looking at the two men with guns.

A cloud of dust splattered in front of the black man, causing him to jump back in fright.

The sheep had returned to the fold, and it was pitch dark inside the wooden house.

"Boss, why do you have to go in person?"

No one agreed.

At that time, the Dakota Territory had not yet been divided into South Dakota and North Dakota, nor had it been established as a state. It was just a collection of the former two and Montana.

"Relax, don't be nervous, we are just passing by! Let's see if we can stay here!"

The sun is about to set in the west.

In the past few weeks, he felt like his butt was almost torn.

The three of them rode horses and slowly arrived at the gate of the ranch.

He learned to control his emotions.

On the train, Sean complained.

The fate of the Indians has been determined, but they still have to continue to survive on this continent.

"Because I'm the best."

That damn place is indeed a bit far away.

"Fuck, this bitch is really shooting!" Sean cursed.

Chen Jianqiu's answer was very brief and impossible to argue with.

He looked at the desert in front of him and said softly.

Some Sioux were driven further north, and the U.S. Army was still driving them away.

Black people have all kinds of problems as always.

They also imitated the European aristocrats and created a complete set of equipment.

"Boss, look, there is a ranch over there!" Sean pointed excitedly in the direction of the horizon not far away.

The outlines of two small wooden houses appeared in his field of vision.

Not very similar, the age difference is a bit big.

Father and daughter?

It doesn't seem right either.

"Let's go." Chen Jianqiu turned the horse's head and hooked his hand at Sean, "Don't be embarrassed just standing there. Let's find a place to camp nearby."

Due to some well-known reasons, the main plot may have to be suspended for a while, and the blond boy Holly will be allowed to stay in the union for a while, and then continue after two days, inserting a very important branch plot.